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| It was 6pm. It was warm, overcast with a breeze from the North East. A man stood at the bottom of the access ramp, waiting for his lady friend to walk down the ramp. "Glad I put my Flip Flops on." she said. "This sand is softer than Cornwall sand." she added. The tide was well out, |
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| They headed south. The light was dappled but still glorious. A balloon blew in off the sea, |
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| They stacked the stack and continued South. |
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| Another balloon laid trapped in the rocks. There was three in total ; all burst and bagged for beach cleaning. BEACH BUOY. |
